too clutch

i wish you would say something right now

but i can't make the words come out your mouth

always overthinking bout the stuff you do

just to tell yourself it'll never work out

and you already high don't know why you still smoking

you ain't dead yet but you're far from knowing

hold you for the night make you feel safe

take too much and you melt your brain

if only you knew what goes on

inside this head of mine

maybe you would get me

if only you knew what goes on

inside this head of mine

maybe you would get me

i think i'm funny as shit

the way my moods will just shift

if i don't feel like i fit

in with any of this

in with any of this

if i don't know who the hell that i am

where the fuck should i go

they wonder why i just pretend

and i let the time go

never really worried bout the end

but sometimes it'll come

and it'll all be done

this pain inside is sometimes too much

think if i was dead that would be too clutch

lay around the house i don't wanna do stuff

caught up in my thoughts

stuck in my feelings

looking at the ground

but i'm on the ceiling

thinking way too loud

i wake up the whole building

when my nobody hits the floor

they won't be laughing anymore

when my body hits the floor they won't be laughing anymore

they won't be laughing anymore